Ch.4
We find ourselves back at the Darling house. Mrs. Darling is always the first one to wake up to awake the children and prepare break fest. She walked to Wendy's room and knocked on the door lightly.
"Wendy?" she whispers.
"It's time to wake up dearest", "Wendy!?"
Usually Wendy responds with a moan or a, just a minute, but this time, there was no response. Mrs. Darling opened the door to find the bed empty.
"Ugh!" "Wendy!" She cries.
Mr. Darling woke up to hear his wife yelling and crying.
"What is it dear, what's wrong?" Mr. Darling asks sleepily running into Wendy's room.
Mrs. Darling did not have to explain to Mr. Darling what was wrong. He looked at the bed and wept as well. Mrs. Darling spotted the note on the desk and ran to it. Mr. Darling ran over to comfort her as she started to read it crying. It went something like this:
Dearest Mother, Father and Boys,
I have run away to Neverland, as you could imagine. I do not want to alarm you in anyway. I am fine. Peter is in trouble and I must help him. I am not coming back. At least not for a while. I will not grow up and forget my past. It means something to me, although it might not mean anything to you. Tink is complaining, I'm sorry, but I must go. I love him.
Love,
Wendy Darling
Mrs. Darling dropped dead weight into the chair and cried her eyes out. Mr. Darling stayed by her side until she got up to go wake the boys.
"What will the boys say? What do we tell them?" Mrs. Darling asked her husband.
"We tell them the truth. There is nothing more to it", He responded.
So Mr. And Mrs. Darling walked into the Nursery to wake the boys.
"John, Michael, Tootles, Nibs, Curley, Twins, it is time to get up boys. Your father and I have something very important to tell you", Mrs. Darling tried to say without crying yet again.
"What is it mother?" Michael asked.
"Yes mother, what is it?" All the boys asked.
"John, I want you to read this letter to your brothers. It is from...Wendy", Mrs. Darling demanded calmly trying to hold the tears in so as not to alarm the boys.
"Dearest Mother, Father and Boys,
I have run away to Neverland, as you could imagine. I do not want to alarm you in anyway. I am fine. Peter is in trouble and I must help him. I am not coming back. At least not for a while. I will not grow up and forget my past. It means something to me, although it might not mean anything to you. Tink is complaining, I'm sorry, but I must go. I love him. Love, Wendy", John recited trying to figure out whether he should cry, laugh, stay stunned or do all three.
He looked at all the boys. All of them had tears in their eyes. Their Wendy-Mother had left them. It took them a while to notice that she had said that Peter was hurt. Nibs leaped off of his bed and ran to John and the letter.
"That can't be right! Peter never gets into trouble and there is no way that Tinker Belle would come for Wendy! She hates Wendy!" Nibs yelled in disbelief.
"Is it true Mother?" The Twins asked.
"I'm afraid it is my darlings", Mrs. Darling responded teary eyed.
All the boys ran to there Mother and Father whom where now on their knees hugging each of the children all of them crying holding each other.
Tinker Belle flew into the cave to find Wendy in Peter's arms asleep, but Peter was not asleep. He woke up a little while before Tink flew in. He turned to face Tink. He shook his head no to her. Tink looked at him and stuck her tongue out at him. But, she knew that he could not handle it right now. He was too weak. Tink did not like to say that he was dieing either. She hated it. He was the only person she really loved or was close to. She could not let him go just like Wendy. She did not want to. If there was anything she could do to stop it, she would.
Tink blamed it on herself a lot of times. She always told herself that if she had been there, she could have drunk it like she did the last time. It would have been much easier to save her than to save Peter. Tink had also told Peter this too. He always told her that it wasn't her fault. He shouldn't have gone back to try and kill Hook. He should've let him be. Of course, he did not mean this at all, and Tink knew this. She just went along with it and calmed down so she wouldn't stress him.
Tink put the medicine on the shelf beside his bed. She chimed her normal melody and went to her room.
"Thank you Tink", Peter told her.
(Chime of your welcome).
Wendy opened her eyes and sat up quickly just missing Peter's chin.
"It's okay Wendy, you're fine", Peter said in a raspy voice.
Wendy turned around and stared at the boy she had dreamt about. The boy she loved and would never let go. She smiled a sheepish smile.
"Are you okay Peter? Do you need anything?"
"Just to take my medicine that Tink brought",
"Oh! She's back, good, we must get that into your system right away", Wendy said running to the shelf beside the bed grabbing the medicine bottle. Then she ran to get a cup from the cupboard. She poured the medicine into the cup filling just to the first line.
"Here Peter, take this. It will make you feel a little better", She said handing him the cup.
Peter took the cup and stuck it to his lips. It took him a few seconds to convince himself that he had to take it. It would make Wendy happy, so he had to take it. He swallowed it down making a funny face of disgust.
"Nasty, very nasty", Peter said.
"Is there anything else you would like Peter?"
"Yes",
"What?"
"For you to calm down and just sit down with me so we can talk or, just sit",
Wendy looked down at him and smiled with a blush. She propped him up and then stopped. She stared at him like she had seen him for the first time. She got in here so quickly and did not observe him. She started to notice something different about him. He had grown some! He looked only three years younger than her.
"Peter!"
"What?! What's the matter?"
"It's you! You've changed. You look older!" Wendy called out in disbelief.
"You noticed", Peter said with a smile.
"But how Peter. The boy who never grows up, how did he grow up?"
"Well, I'll tell you. You do remember how I said that I'd come back to hear stories about me?" (Wendy nods) "I kept my promise. Ssh, I know what you're going to say. No, you did not see me because I never came in. Why you ask? I was scared. It was a year or two since I last saw you, so I went back to London to see you. But I couldn't. I was afraid to see how much you changed. So, I just looked in from the window so I wouldn't see all of you. I listened to your stories and watched your parents move you out of the Nursery. I wanted to stop your crying and comfort you, but I couldn't", Peter said searching Wendy's eyes for understanding.
"Because you were scared", Wendy replied finishing Peter's story.
"Yes. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do, but why are you grown up? That was only about three visits",
"No, it was not. I kept coming for four years. I only grew up a little though, because I did not come often in the last two years",
"Because you were sick?"
"Yes, but I still came before that because I wasn't too sick to stop seeing you", Peter explained grasping for breath.
"You did that for me?"
Peter nodded and smiled at Wendy. She returned the smile with happiness and sat on the side of the bed and looked out into Neverland, then looked back at Peter. She bent down to where her nose was touching his. She closed her eyes and kissed him. Peter shot his eyes open and then closed them. Trying to be sly, he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She jumped back in shock.
"Sorry", Peter said.
"Oh, it's alright, it just shocked me. That's all",
"Well, haven't you kissed many guys?"
"Why would you say that?"
"Well, I mean haven't your parents been searching for a h-husb, well, you know what I mean. Haven't they tried anything like that?"
"Well, yes they've been searching, but I have never kissed one of them. I would never. I gave my kiss away along time ago and I won't give it to anyone else", Wendy said smiling at Peter.
"Good", He replied returning the smile with his signature smile.
Okay guys! R&R! Hope y'all like it:-) Criticism is welcome. Thanks! Love y'all!!!
We find ourselves back at the Darling house. Mrs. Darling is always the first one to wake up to awake the children and prepare break fest. She walked to Wendy's room and knocked on the door lightly.
"Wendy?" she whispers.
"It's time to wake up dearest", "Wendy!?"
Usually Wendy responds with a moan or a, just a minute, but this time, there was no response. Mrs. Darling opened the door to find the bed empty.
"Ugh!" "Wendy!" She cries.
Mr. Darling woke up to hear his wife yelling and crying.
"What is it dear, what's wrong?" Mr. Darling asks sleepily running into Wendy's room.
Mrs. Darling did not have to explain to Mr. Darling what was wrong. He looked at the bed and wept as well. Mrs. Darling spotted the note on the desk and ran to it. Mr. Darling ran over to comfort her as she started to read it crying. It went something like this:
Dearest Mother, Father and Boys,
I have run away to Neverland, as you could imagine. I do not want to alarm you in anyway. I am fine. Peter is in trouble and I must help him. I am not coming back. At least not for a while. I will not grow up and forget my past. It means something to me, although it might not mean anything to you. Tink is complaining, I'm sorry, but I must go. I love him.
Love,
Wendy Darling
Mrs. Darling dropped dead weight into the chair and cried her eyes out. Mr. Darling stayed by her side until she got up to go wake the boys.
"What will the boys say? What do we tell them?" Mrs. Darling asked her husband.
"We tell them the truth. There is nothing more to it", He responded.
So Mr. And Mrs. Darling walked into the Nursery to wake the boys.
"John, Michael, Tootles, Nibs, Curley, Twins, it is time to get up boys. Your father and I have something very important to tell you", Mrs. Darling tried to say without crying yet again.
"What is it mother?" Michael asked.
"Yes mother, what is it?" All the boys asked.
"John, I want you to read this letter to your brothers. It is from...Wendy", Mrs. Darling demanded calmly trying to hold the tears in so as not to alarm the boys.
"Dearest Mother, Father and Boys,
I have run away to Neverland, as you could imagine. I do not want to alarm you in anyway. I am fine. Peter is in trouble and I must help him. I am not coming back. At least not for a while. I will not grow up and forget my past. It means something to me, although it might not mean anything to you. Tink is complaining, I'm sorry, but I must go. I love him. Love, Wendy", John recited trying to figure out whether he should cry, laugh, stay stunned or do all three.
He looked at all the boys. All of them had tears in their eyes. Their Wendy-Mother had left them. It took them a while to notice that she had said that Peter was hurt. Nibs leaped off of his bed and ran to John and the letter.
"That can't be right! Peter never gets into trouble and there is no way that Tinker Belle would come for Wendy! She hates Wendy!" Nibs yelled in disbelief.
"Is it true Mother?" The Twins asked.
"I'm afraid it is my darlings", Mrs. Darling responded teary eyed.
All the boys ran to there Mother and Father whom where now on their knees hugging each of the children all of them crying holding each other.
Tinker Belle flew into the cave to find Wendy in Peter's arms asleep, but Peter was not asleep. He woke up a little while before Tink flew in. He turned to face Tink. He shook his head no to her. Tink looked at him and stuck her tongue out at him. But, she knew that he could not handle it right now. He was too weak. Tink did not like to say that he was dieing either. She hated it. He was the only person she really loved or was close to. She could not let him go just like Wendy. She did not want to. If there was anything she could do to stop it, she would.
Tink blamed it on herself a lot of times. She always told herself that if she had been there, she could have drunk it like she did the last time. It would have been much easier to save her than to save Peter. Tink had also told Peter this too. He always told her that it wasn't her fault. He shouldn't have gone back to try and kill Hook. He should've let him be. Of course, he did not mean this at all, and Tink knew this. She just went along with it and calmed down so she wouldn't stress him.
Tink put the medicine on the shelf beside his bed. She chimed her normal melody and went to her room.
"Thank you Tink", Peter told her.
(Chime of your welcome).
Wendy opened her eyes and sat up quickly just missing Peter's chin.
"It's okay Wendy, you're fine", Peter said in a raspy voice.
Wendy turned around and stared at the boy she had dreamt about. The boy she loved and would never let go. She smiled a sheepish smile.
"Are you okay Peter? Do you need anything?"
"Just to take my medicine that Tink brought",
"Oh! She's back, good, we must get that into your system right away", Wendy said running to the shelf beside the bed grabbing the medicine bottle. Then she ran to get a cup from the cupboard. She poured the medicine into the cup filling just to the first line.
"Here Peter, take this. It will make you feel a little better", She said handing him the cup.
Peter took the cup and stuck it to his lips. It took him a few seconds to convince himself that he had to take it. It would make Wendy happy, so he had to take it. He swallowed it down making a funny face of disgust.
"Nasty, very nasty", Peter said.
"Is there anything else you would like Peter?"
"Yes",
"What?"
"For you to calm down and just sit down with me so we can talk or, just sit",
Wendy looked down at him and smiled with a blush. She propped him up and then stopped. She stared at him like she had seen him for the first time. She got in here so quickly and did not observe him. She started to notice something different about him. He had grown some! He looked only three years younger than her.
"Peter!"
"What?! What's the matter?"
"It's you! You've changed. You look older!" Wendy called out in disbelief.
"You noticed", Peter said with a smile.
"But how Peter. The boy who never grows up, how did he grow up?"
"Well, I'll tell you. You do remember how I said that I'd come back to hear stories about me?" (Wendy nods) "I kept my promise. Ssh, I know what you're going to say. No, you did not see me because I never came in. Why you ask? I was scared. It was a year or two since I last saw you, so I went back to London to see you. But I couldn't. I was afraid to see how much you changed. So, I just looked in from the window so I wouldn't see all of you. I listened to your stories and watched your parents move you out of the Nursery. I wanted to stop your crying and comfort you, but I couldn't", Peter said searching Wendy's eyes for understanding.
"Because you were scared", Wendy replied finishing Peter's story.
"Yes. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I do, but why are you grown up? That was only about three visits",
"No, it was not. I kept coming for four years. I only grew up a little though, because I did not come often in the last two years",
"Because you were sick?"
"Yes, but I still came before that because I wasn't too sick to stop seeing you", Peter explained grasping for breath.
"You did that for me?"
Peter nodded and smiled at Wendy. She returned the smile with happiness and sat on the side of the bed and looked out into Neverland, then looked back at Peter. She bent down to where her nose was touching his. She closed her eyes and kissed him. Peter shot his eyes open and then closed them. Trying to be sly, he slipped his tongue into her mouth. She jumped back in shock.
"Sorry", Peter said.
"Oh, it's alright, it just shocked me. That's all",
"Well, haven't you kissed many guys?"
"Why would you say that?"
"Well, I mean haven't your parents been searching for a h-husb, well, you know what I mean. Haven't they tried anything like that?"
"Well, yes they've been searching, but I have never kissed one of them. I would never. I gave my kiss away along time ago and I won't give it to anyone else", Wendy said smiling at Peter.
"Good", He replied returning the smile with his signature smile.
Okay guys! R&R! Hope y'all like it:-) Criticism is welcome. Thanks! Love y'all!!!